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fly, fly high. soar through the sky. (haha feeling superhero)
Classes were suspended today. Hurrah! And I arrived at school ten minutes before seven only to find out minutes later that classes were suspended. Great. Mikka, Fatima, Hope, Tin and Keng went over and stayed here until past four! It was fun. We watched movies, played parlor (yes, a salon!), played with dolls, danced, sang and we had it all on video! Haha. It was like a sleepover minus the night and sleeping time. :) We even ordered pizza (courtesy of Tin!) and designed our Friendster profiles (actually I did it because they don't know HTML) It was a blast, I tell you. What a great way of spending your Friday. My interest in superheroes grows more and more each day. I'm fascinated by the fact that they are so powerful and amazing.. they are the people we want to be. I've always dreamt of becoming a superhero. Imagine flying around all day, possessing superpowers, saving people, being looked up by people. It's probably the best feeling to save a whole city and be loved by the whole nation. They save us, they save the world. And yet, they are still human. They all break down. They all fall. And it's also one of the greatest things I like about superheroes. They are all strong and powerful, yet they are also weak and human deep inside. I guess this is why I like them so much. I wish for every crashing moment in my life, I could make it up for it by saving people's life. I wish that for every strength, there will always be a weakness, because it makes us whole. It makes us real. Superheroes aren't just there to show the impossible strength a person can have, but also the truth that for every great power is a weakness. Spiderman's emotions, Superman's love, Batman's past.. they all make us feel equal. Every person has a share of ups and downs, and superheroes are no exceptions. Superheroes are symbols for all of us. We are all strong and capable, but behind these are feelings of loneliness too. Maybe that's why the superheroes appeal to us more than any other character. Hay. I still wish I'd be as hot AND as powerful as Wonder Woman. :)I miss Friends. I haven't been able to watch it nowadays because of too much schoolwork. I miss those guys a lot! I remember just this summer, I never fail to watch a single episode. And I catch the show three times a day on different time slots! I never get tired of them. I also signed up for almost all their fanlistings for every character, season, episode and even loveteam! Haha. I guess you could call me addicted. "I'll be there for you, 'coz you're there for me too.."I'll be going home to Batangas tomorrow. It's my lola's birthday today. Happy Birthday, Wowa!
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fly, fly high. soar through the sky. (haha feeling superhero)
Classes were suspended today. Hurrah! And I arrived at school ten minutes before seven only to find out minutes later that classes were suspended. Great. Mikka, Fatima, Hope, Tin and Keng went over and stayed here until past four! It was fun. We watched movies, played parlor (yes, a salon!), played with dolls, danced, sang and we had it all on video! Haha. It was like a sleepover minus the night and sleeping time. :) We even ordered pizza (courtesy of Tin!) and designed our Friendster profiles (actually I did it because they don't know HTML) It was a blast, I tell you. What a great way of spending your Friday. My interest in superheroes grows more and more each day. I'm fascinated by the fact that they are so powerful and amazing.. they are the people we want to be. I've always dreamt of becoming a superhero. Imagine flying around all day, possessing superpowers, saving people, being looked up by people. It's probably the best feeling to save a whole city and be loved by the whole nation. They save us, they save the world. And yet, they are still human. They all break down. They all fall. And it's also one of the greatest things I like about superheroes. They are all strong and powerful, yet they are also weak and human deep inside. I guess this is why I like them so much. I wish for every crashing moment in my life, I could make it up for it by saving people's life. I wish that for every strength, there will always be a weakness, because it makes us whole. It makes us real. Superheroes aren't just there to show the impossible strength a person can have, but also the truth that for every great power is a weakness. Spiderman's emotions, Superman's love, Batman's past.. they all make us feel equal. Every person has a share of ups and downs, and superheroes are no exceptions. Superheroes are symbols for all of us. We are all strong and capable, but behind these are feelings of loneliness too. Maybe that's why the superheroes appeal to us more than any other character. Hay. I still wish I'd be as hot AND as powerful as Wonder Woman. :)I miss Friends. I haven't been able to watch it nowadays because of too much schoolwork. I miss those guys a lot! I remember just this summer, I never fail to watch a single episode. And I catch the show three times a day on different time slots! I never get tired of them. I also signed up for almost all their fanlistings for every character, season, episode and even loveteam! Haha. I guess you could call me addicted. "I'll be there for you, 'coz you're there for me too.."I'll be going home to Batangas tomorrow. It's my lola's birthday today. Happy Birthday, Wowa!
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She's a modern lover; it's an exploration, she's made of outer space
Hello, I'm Karla Bernardo. If you Google my name, you will find the Wikipedia entry of a Canadian serial-killer (and trust me, you do not want
to read about that - but I'm sure you will because now you're curious), which is why I suggest you type Bombastarr instead so you can stalk me better.
I spent eight-and-a-half years of my life in the University of the Philippines, where I graduated with degrees in Creative Writing and Juris Doctor. It is also where I learned how to speak a bit of Italian, got a taste of the best tapsilog, and took striptease for PE.
I love telling stories, as much as I enjoy finding them.
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Featured Works
Stargirl ( Cover story for Nadine Lustre, Scout, January-February 2017)
Surreal / So Real (at Scout)
Ode to a Great Love's 17-year-old Self ( Love.Life, Philippine Daily Inquirer)
Postcard from Diliman
( Youngblood, Philippine Daily Inquirer)
Writer for Philippine Law Register
A Call to Arms (January 2017)
Expecting the Expected (March 2016)
Former Writer for Stache Magazine
The Hero's Journey (June 2013)
The 8 People You Become In Your Youth (June 2013)
The Best Bad Idea That Is Argo (April 2013)
Mike Ross Remembers Everything You Don't (August 2012)
Style Between the Riffs (August 2012)
Book Lovers Never Sleep Alone (June 2012)
A Spectrum of Change (December 2011)
Digital Art (October 2011)
Elements of Style (June 2011)
In Her White Dress (All-Art April 2011 issue)
Morning After Pill ( Fervore: Literary Folio 2013, UP Portia Sorority)
How To Make a Blueberry Cheesecake ( Kalas: Kalasag Literary Folio 2011, UP College of Arts and Letters)
January 14th ( 100: The Hundreds Project, UP Writer's Club)
An Ode to The
Pillow Book (at New-Slang)
Introductions (at TeenInk)
One by One (at TeenInk)
Ask, and you shall be answered
Got a comment, question, violent reaction, love letter, or random piece of information you want to share with me? Just fire away. I don't bite.
(I changed my form and went back to Freedback because Ask.fm's being a bitch, requiring people to sign up for accounts before asking questions. Because I love you guys, I tweaked my ask box a bit, so that the questions will now go directly to my e-mail, but I'll be posting the answers still on my Ask.fm for convenience. TL;DR - I'll still be getting your questions so no worries. You're still free to harass me / send me your love.)
Answers
Most Frequently Asked QuestionAre you a pornstar?No, I am not a pornstar, stripper, or your friendly neighborhood call girl. It's just a fancy pseudonym with a long history, and two R's. Rawr.
Bombastarr.com
Bombastarr is my personal blog and my little corner in the Internet since 2005. Yes, I started writing here when I was 13 years old (aka when I was very angsty, hormonal, and always gushing at the littlest things) -- ergo, you'd have to forgive me if you come across an old post that reeks of immaturity and slightly unpolished grammar. I did a lot of growing up here, and from the looks of it, there's still a lot of growing up to do, so I don't think I'll be leaving this place any time soon.
The domain, Bombastarr.com, was purchased on June 2014 and
launched on July 2014, on the blog's ninth year (and fifth month, to be exact).
It's crazy to think that this blog is now thirteen years old, because (1) that seems like an eternity in internet years, and (2) that means if my blog were a kid, it's a teenager! That's insane.
Here's to more tales, explosive and otherwise.
So, why Bombastarr?
If you've been living under a rock and think I'm a threat to world peace or an object of covetousness, sorry to disappoint you, folks: it's just a fancy pseudonym.
As in most things, it started in high school. It began as a joke between me and a couple of friends during our freshman year. We were practicing for a field demonstration dance which involved the use of shawls, and being the crazy-always-trying-to-be-funny person that I was (or I always attempted to be) I started doing poses with the garment. Someone started taking my picture using my phone, and one shot looked like I was posing for those B-list movies (or should it be R-list, as in R-rated?) of the vegetable-nomenclature variety. #IKYWIM. Hence, the word, "Bombastarr." Yes, very cheeky, I know, but for a 13-year-old, it was quirky enough to figure as a username. That was 2005, right around the time I trying to decide on a URL for a new blog. It's been a lot of years since, and what started as a joke became something I've eventually embraced as an identity.
Despite the many other chances I've gotten to permanently move (to Multiply, Livejournal, Tumblr, Wordpress; to a bigger platform where I can earn or use the blog as a venue for commerce), I've come to realize that Bombastarr is something I can never truly leave behind. It is a place I've grown to appreciate and love because it is a place I can call my own. It's a venue for my rants, my views, my writing. It is home, and it is who I am.
Bombastarr is a glimpse of my life: the thoughts, ideas, and stories that shape it into what it is, and what it will still become. This journal has been with me for all my crazy, often embarrassing adventures, but I'm sure there will be more anecdotes and feelings and people to write about. Which is something I'm really looking forward to. After all, you know what they say about the greatest stories - sometimes, there's still a lot that's left unwritten.
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